Reborn, the demon hybrid dragon cub is the group pet

Chapter 84 Everyone must die

"Master! Why did his eyes become like this?"

Even Qinglian on the stage couldn't tell whether this was the same child as before? Why has it changed so much?

“So that’s how it is”

The old monk saw the clues and glanced at the man next to him with a complicated expression.

Mo Xiotian looked at the little figure on the stage and did not miss the slightest change in him. Looking at the eyes that were exactly the same as his, the corners of his lips curled up.

"Crazy, crazy"

Di Yexuan didn't know what Mo Xiantian wanted to do. Was he crazy? He didn't stop him at this time. Could the little cub's body withstand the demonic energy bursting out of his body?

The snake demon looked at the cub in front of him, turned around and wanted to run away, but couldn't move. He lowered his head and saw that at some point, his feet were held by the phantom chain.

Mo Shanan didn't know what he was doing. There was only a voice in his head telling him that the man in front of him must die.

"I told you to die, why don't you want to?"

The snake demon stared at the child who appeared in front of him in fear, staring at him with doubtful eyes, as if looking at a disobedient child.

"I, I admit defeat, please let me go."

The coercion emanating from the cub was seeping into every part of his body. He fell to the ground in pain, with fierce eyes and fangs exposed, grabbing Mo Shanan's leg and trying to bite it.

"what"

Everyone stared at the cub on the stage with fear, seeing him putting his hand on the man's head and absorbing the demonic power from him.

"No, you will die if you admit defeat."

The cub's clear little voice added, "Father said, you have to die, and I have to make him happy, so,"

Mo Xiotian paused, because the cub's words hit the softest place deep in his heart. Even if he lost half of his consciousness, he would still listen to him, just to make him happy?

"tsk"

Di Yexuan was very upset after hearing this. Fortunately, his brother was not here, otherwise he would not be much better than him.

The demon in the audience felt numbness in the back and had a bad premonition.

"You all go to hell"

The snake demon was completely drained of its demonic power, and was directly burned clean by the cub's black fire.

The cub who received the supplies stared at the demon in the audience with bloodthirsty coldness in his eyes, and licked the corners of his lips "sweetly".

"Hellfire!!"

"It's Mo Xiotian, he's from the Demon Clan, he's from the Demon Clan."

When a chain trapping the snake demon suddenly appeared under their feet and locked them, their escape movements suddenly froze.

"Master!"

Qinglian glanced at the person next to her and found that there was nothing under her feet.

"Xiang Wuye, no, Demon King, you have to save us."

As soon as he finished speaking, a demonic energy rushed out of Mo Shanan's body, and black slowly enveloped the sky. He glanced at the demon group and looked up at Xiang Wuye on the high platform.

"You are very sweet."

Xiang Wuye raised his eyebrows. Did this demon cub take a fancy to his demonic power? From when the other party disliked the demon underneath, to when he saw his eyes light up.

"Xiang Wuye, he likes your demon power, so give him some of it."

Someone stood aside and made sarcastic remarks, but the villain in his heart was already gearing up. He was worthy of being the cub of his dragon clan, and the demon king's demon power was in line with their status.

"An'an, come here quickly. His Highness asked him to give you some to try how sweet it is."

In the eyes of the cub, this man was very noisy. He stared at him impatiently with his blood-red eyes, waved his hand and smashed a ball of hellfire over, "You, noisy, shut up."

Qinglian below opened her mouth wide and her jaw almost dropped. As expected of two fathers and sons, even their warning tone was so similar.

"I would like to thank the Demon Lord for not hitting the young monk with hellfire."

Hellfire, Demon Clan, Red Clothes, it is already very obvious, Demon Clan Demon King, Mo Shitian!

"boom"

Di Yexuan hurriedly avoided Mo Shanan's attack. He didn't even know who this little guy was.

"Why don't you just shut up, Your Highness? Stop smashing it."

He evaded the attacks of the cub one after another, reminding him, "Don't you like him? Hit him quickly, don't hit me, it's a waste."

Xiang Wuye was still admiring someone's embarrassment when he was suddenly pushed out.

"You are really considerate of others."

"Your Highness is considerate."

The cub's attention was successfully diverted, its eyes fell on Xiang Wuye, its wings spread out from behind, and it landed in front of him very quickly.

"I am not as sweet as him. Dragon blood is the sweetest. Do you want to take a bite of him?"

"Blood?"

"Nonsense, his demon power is the most delicious. Didn't you just try it?"

While the two were arguing, they didn't notice that the red color in the cub's eyes was getting darker and darker, and the black air floating in the air began to stir.

"Then, you are all dead and you are all mine."

The demonic energy turned into a whip, and the hell fire turned into a long dragon wrapped around the whip. Mo Shanan stretched out his hand to hold it tightly and threw it towards the two of them.

Di Yexuan and Xiang Wuye looked at each other and ran away, almost getting burned.

Fortunately, the cub's control ability is not strong, or it may be that he is still young and cannot control these demonic energies, so it is easier for the two of them to hide, but they still cannot relax their vigilance.

"Xiang Wuye, if you dare to fight back, His Highness will be rude to you."

"Which of your eyes saw me fighting back?"

Xiang Wuye would not be stupid enough to offend the demons, not to mention that this was Mo Shitian's cub.

Just when the cub couldn't hit them with his anxious whip, a pair of big hands held his hand, the other covered his eyes, and his deep voice was soothing.

"Good boy, you did a good job. Father is very satisfied. Now close your eyes."

Mo Yantian stood behind him. The cub smelled a familiar scent, a trace of doubt flashed across his eyes, and he slowly loosened the whip in his hand.

The whip turned into demonic energy and returned to Mo Shan'an's body, and a burst of momentum made him faint.

Mo Xiotian caught the unconscious cub, raised his eyes and looked at the two people in front of him coldly, glanced lightly, then turned and left with Mo Shan'an in his arms.

Di Yexuan pursed his lips and followed the disappearing red light.

Qinglian looked at the direction they were leaving, clasped her hands together and sighed.

"Master, should I thank the little benefactor for not treating the little monk like this?"

The old monk raised his hand and struck again, shaking his head helplessly, "You should thank Master for my timely arrival, otherwise your life would have been lost."

"buzz"

"Ah, Sword Donor, you haven't left yet?"

Qinglian heard the sound of swords and turned around to see a certain sword floating in the air.

The old monk looked at the sword in front of him a few more times, and he knew at a glance that it was from the dragon clan.

"buzz"

Long Mingjian felt aggrieved, and they left it behind again.

"That's not possible. The monk can't take you back."

"Buzz?"

What is this monk talking about? Who wants to go back with him?

When the old monk saw Long Mengjian leaving, he turned back angrily and hit Qinglian on the head with the hilt of his sword, and then disappeared.

"Qinglian"

"What's wrong, Master?"